Founds total 62 songs
Proud To Be Canadian
Our fair country Canada is north of the USA. Our Maritimes are lovely and our prairies give us hay. You might think you Yankees are better than us Canucks.
Padraig Pearse
In Dublin town in nineteen sixteen a flame of freedom did arise.. A group of men with determination caught an empire by surprise. Through the streets our men were marching.
Put Your Freedom Where Your Mouth Is
Put Your Freedom Where Your Mouth Is. John Flynn. Album: Two Wolves. . There's a young man. In a prison. Somewhere far across the sea. . And his body's.
Porilaste Marss
Üles Eesti maleva,. nüüd Pärnu piirist Peipsini. ja Valgast Viru veereni. sa rutta kaitsma kodumaad,. me vabadust on varitsemas rõhujad.. Üles Eesti maleva,.
Politruk
See oli muistsel aal kui vabariik me maal.. Ja venelasel kitsaks lks omal maal.. Ai-ui-ai-jaa, ti-ral-lal-laa,. ja venelasel kitsaks lks omal maal.. Ai-ui-ai-jaa, ti-ral-lal-laa,.
Pime
pime ja paat likab vahutavat merd,. silmapiirilt kaob Eestimaa rand,. jlle kodumaa pinnal voolab vaenlaste verd,. keda peksmas on eestlaste ved.. Jlle kodumaa pinnal voolab vaenlaste verd,.
Paul Randmaa Metsavendade Salga Hümn
On palju aega lind,. kui olin vaba ma. nd metsavennana pean elama.. Ei see mind kurvaks tee,. et mdust kevade. ja elulbudest pean loobuma.. On vaikne htutund,.
Paul Randmaa Metsavendade Salga H?mn
On palju aega l?ind,. kui olin vaba ma. n??d metsavennana pean elama.. Ei see mind kurvaks tee,. et m??dust kevade. ja elul?budest pean loobuma.. On vaikne ?htutund,.
Proate
(Jack Poels). is 't woar wat ik zij. ooh die oege kieke nar meej. ooh 't is ni woar ik mot goan proate. ik gaj dor de grond. de werlt dreid onder mien kont.
Pietje Mos Melleke
From: Rob Prikanowski ([email protected]). PIETJE MOS MELLEKE. Pietje mos melleke. melleke de koe. verdomme zij Pietje. 't geatje zit toe.
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue & Me
At night he sits alone. And he's looking at the stars. He listens to them playing guitars. He let phil go back a long, long way. They talked about marching and dying all in one day.
Phil Ochs
Here comes phil ochs shovel on his shoulder. Trailing a hoe along the ho chi minh trail. But the trail is on bleeker street. And phil's on his uppers.
Phil
I opened the paper, there was your picture. Gone, gone, gone by your own hand. I couldn't believe it, the paper was shakin'. Gone, gone, gone by your own hand.
Paul Crump
In the state of Illinois 'bout nine years ago. A cold blooded killer, he went against the law. He killed a factory guard when his robbery did fail. And they caught him and they threw him into jail.
Postcard From Paris
Dear friend of mine, the weather's fine. Today I saw some ruins of the Roman worlds decline. And I climbed those Spanish steps, you heard so much about.
Panis Angelicus
Panis angelicus fit panis hominum;. Dat panis coelicus figuris terminum:. O res mirabilis! manducat cominum.. Pauper, pauper, servus et humilis,. Pauper, pauper, servus et humilis..
Pussywillows, Cattails
Pussywillows cattails soft wind and roses. Rain pools in the woodland water to my knees. Shivering, quivering the warm breath of spring. Pussywillows cattails, soft winds and roses.
Protocol
Who are these ones who would lead us now. To the sound of a thousand guns. Storm the gates of hell itself. To the tune of a single drum. . Where are the girls of the neighborhood bars.
Pride Of Man
Turn around go back down, back the way you came. Can't you see that flash of fire ten times brighter than the day. And behold the mighty city broken in the dust again.
Poor Little Allison
Poor little Allison standing in the night wind. Laughing out loud turning her face to the summer rain. . Poor little Allison never had much going. Hard to forget, always in step with the world she's in.
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